Seraphim – 9

A willowy slip of a man stood behind me.  His face broke out in a wide grin showing all his sharp straight teeth and a touch of color painted across his cheeks.  Upon seeing my own face, his blush deepened and he dragged long slender fingers through his blonde hair.

Blonde hair?

I stared at him for a moment taking in his features – a mirror of my own – and two splendid white feathery wings perched along his shoulder blades.  Blood did not lie and neither did the racial characteristics of this man.  No horns…

“Agathodaemon.”  I said, every muscle wound taut and ready just in case.

“Relax there Captain,” the man raised his hands in the air showing his lack of weapons but I wasn’t fooled, “the name’s Ely.  I mean you no harm.”

“Why would an Agathodaemon be in this camp?”  My good wings fluttered while the wrapped nub tried and failed.

“And why not?”  Ely spread his wings gesturing to the entire camp around me.  “We are all part of the same philosophy.  None of us want to be a part of this pointless war.  Do you even remember why the fight started?  When?”

His question caught me off guard.  I knew why I was fighting but no one – not even the higher-ups in the Agathodaemon Army – could answer those questions when asked.  It was ingrained into our minds to NEVER ask those questions.

“I see.”  Ely folded his wings against his back.  “You don’t know either, Captain-”

“Malachai Lu”Umar.”  I interjected.  “Malachai will do.”

“With all due respect, Captain, you are an Avant-garde in the Agatho-”

“Not anymore.”  I cut in for a second time.

Ely’s face fell, his words silenced.  For a few moments we both stood feeling awkward.  Then his smile lit his face once again.

“I bet you are looking for Captain Kel.”

How did he know?

Before I could ask though, Ely grabbed my hand.  I almost fell back from the informality displayed  but the pain in my severed Flight Wing reminded me that I was in no condition to start a potential antagonist confrontation with this man.  He might only sport two wings but at this moment, he was well and at full strength.  Which spoke much to my own condition.

“Come, I will take you to him.”  Then he dragged me off in the complete opposite direction I had been traveling in.

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Seraphim – 7

Recovering felt anything but easy.  Even after I was able to sit up by myself I still couldn’t make any reckless movements for fear of tearing the stump on my shoulder.  But with the restless days I felt the strength renew in my veins.

But as the days turned to weeks, so did the want to move around bite at me.  Only after I experienced the eighth day of the sunlight on my back, did I decide to take matters into my own hand.  Standing up, I found my pants folded neatly along the foot of the bed.

Kel had told me that he wanted to see me after I was well.  Turning, I stared at the table where Doctor Ylanna used to work for the long hours of the night.  She would be back in an hour or two.

“I’m sorry, Miss.”  I spoke to the empty chair.  “I need to find out more of this place.”

Buckling my sword onto my hip, I reached over and opened the tent flap.

Seraphim – 5

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Moments passed without either a word exchanged.  Truly, I bit back more disgust.  Maybe this man did save me or maybe he promised not to harm me, but he was still a Kakodaemon and I, still a prisoner.  And with the deplorable condition of my body, not to mention the bitter taste of betrayal still a fresh sting to my heart, nothing could stop this godless creature from finishing what Elias started.

“Kel is it?”  This time I didn’t try to hide the disdain coating my voice.  This man wasn’t a child and the smell of spilled blood clung rampant to every facet of his body.

An elegant brow arched up, wrinkling an otherwise smooth forehead.  A curious light glinted from deep within those crimson pools staring down at me.  Laughter?  I wrinkled my nose in response.  Was he mocking me?  Yet, no sound came out from those thin lips nor did he gnash his teeth in anger.  Again he reached over and swept a few wisps of blonde hair from my eyes and again I flinched away.  Then I settled, glaring at him with a mixture of confusion and oddly enough, curiosity.  That’s when a bellow of rich laughter burst from the Kakodaemon but not the mocking or triumphant laughter I expected.

“After all that has happened to you, I don’t blame you for your hesitation.”  Kel spoke once his laughter died.  He folded his arms over his chest, cocking his head slightly to the right.  “So, Ylanna tells me that you are Captain Malachai Lu’Umar, an Avant-garde in the Agathodaemon Army.”

So she knew who I was.  Wasn’t really a surprise though; she didn’t seem to be a greenhorn in my eyes.  My eyes fell on my bandaged chest.  How I wish I could sit up.  I twitched my abdomen and winced feeling their protest.  A few more days.  At least I was alive.  For now.  Then I looked back up at Kel.

“I take it you are the leader of this facility.”  More statement than question.  Seeing the respect Ylanna paid for the man spoke volumes.

“I am.”  Again he smiled down at me.  “Get some rest.  When Ylanna releases you come see me at my tent.  She’ll inform you to its location.”

Before I could respond, Kel retreated out of the room leaving me to my own devices.  Sighing, I pulled at the edges of the bed until I successfully turned myself onto my left side, off my injured wing.  Then I closed my eyes hoping that I would wake up the next day.  What in Tartarus was going to happen to me?  Betrayed.  Broken.  And now in the company of my enemy.  Still, things couldn’t get worse.

Seraphim – 4

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Her smile brightened; casting a jealous shadow over the sunlight.  A small giggle left her throat and she bounded toward where I lay.  The doctor’s hands pressed against the little girl’s shoulders keeping her from moving a foot closer.  Those suspicious eyes never left, yet when it came to the girl, they mixed with worry.

“Mommy.”  Blonde curls bounced in the air as she craned her head up toward her mother.

“I will not hurt the girl.”  Seriously, what did they think I was?  Then again, knowing what my people are capable of; what they have done even to our own kind, I did not blame the woman in the slightest.  Still, it was eerie to think, that this little girl had to have some type of Kakodaemon blood in her.

“How is our guest?”

Another shadow blocked the remaining light from the doorway.  Then the room bathed the newcomer in the candlelight.  Breath paused, and I could hear my heart skip in my chest.  Kakodaemon.  Another.  This one taller than the current man in the room but only by a few inches, and not as intimidating as the first.  Just like all the rest of his kind, this man stood made of sex and sin.  Yet, twin horns spiraled up unlike the ram horns of the other Kakodaemon.  Still, just like the little girl being held back by the doctor.

Blonde hair.  Spiraled horns.  Wings.  My eyes slid from the doctor to the new Kakodaemon, then to the little girl.  It made sense.  She was their daughter.

“I didn’t know that one of us could ever create children with a Kakodaemon.”  Even as it came out, I could hear the slight disgust hinted in my voice.  Maybe more than I had intended.  It just wasn’t done.  Every training I previously had, even the very life I was taught since birth, all pointed toward this little girl as being an abomination.

But she’s a little girl.  A child.  Just like the ones you saved.

The ones my men died for.  Bitter betrayal flooded my mouth in a corrosive bile that did not stop.  Turning my head I threw up the remaining contents of a tasteless meal I couldn’t even remember having.

A cold hand pressed against my forehead, another rubbed my back until I spilled the rest onto the ground.  No one kicked me, nor scolded me for messing up the floor.  The doctor stroked my back, concern etched on her soft facial features.  Between episodes I tried desperate to apologize for such an indecency but all that came out were gurgles and incoherent babble.

“Shhh…”  She soothed, pulling loose strands of my hair back from my face.  “You can’t help how you are feeling.”

How could this be?  In all my life, I never knew an Agathodaemon woman to be so kind.  So loving.  Not even to her own child.  They were accessories to power.  Good solely for climbing the social ladder.  I’m sure even the children I sired where nothing to the mothers who paid for them.  Yet, this woman, was different.

“Thank you, sweet lady.”  Though no words came out, just a series of sputtering and coughing.

“Don’t fight it.”  Ylanna pressed a cool hand along my damp forehead.  “Your body will take a few days to recover.”

“How bad?”  That came out clear despite the growl.

I couldn’t see her frown but I felt it.  Her body stiffened slight.  If not for my intense training within the ranks of the military, I probably would not have noticed, but her actions deafened my senses.  She didn’t have to tell me in great detail what she tried so hard to put off.  I could feel it.  Though muscles from my wing still moved, the cool air rubbed only against bone and bandages.

“We couldn’t save your third wing.”  My right shoulder twitched feeling the fragmented muscles.

For an Agathodaemon, losing one of the Flight Wings – wings that grew from the shoulder – felt like being clipped and flightless.  True my Glide Wing below it would serve the same purpose, it had no choice now; I couldn’t stop the useless feeling washing over me.  Without all four of my wings, I was undone.  Growling, I bit my lip to keep from a full snarl.  Broken.  Without.

Another small hand fell on my shoulder, pulling me from my reverie.  Innocent blue eyes coaxed a smile from my cracked lips.  Somehow, the bizarre arrangement of horns and blonde fluff gave the little girl a charm all her own.  I couldn’t hate her, nor feel despised by her own creation.  No she was indeed a beautiful child.

“Sariah, give the man room.”  Ylanna tried to situated her body between the girl and my reach.

“Sariah is it?”  The girl nodded, strong emotions of joy radiated from such a broad smile.  Heartstrings tugged and for the first time in years, I wondered what my children looked like.  Not that I could ever find out.  I shook that idea off.  Never again would I be able to set foot into Elysian without a few wing tips through my back.

“Such a beautiful name.”  My own smile widened.  “For such a beautiful young lady.”  Odd how two assuming enemies could come together.  My heart ached remembering the children who caused my own downfall.  It wasn’t their fault for living.  If anything I still did not regret saving them.  Not even if they were Kakodaemon.  No.  If still placed along my path again, I would repeat my act.

Ylanna grabbed her daughter’s hand, pulling from me once more.  She then looked up at the man who had to obviously be her mate.  Then back to the other man who only now just pushed himself off from the wall.  “For now, he is clear but he needs much rest.  Kel, I leave him in your hands.  Don’t hurt my patient.”

With that, the three of them were gone leaving me in the hands of this man with such large, ram horns.  A man who, for some reason, I felt like I knew from a lifetime that seemed long forgotten.

Power Outages and Coffee

I apologize for not being able to add a new post for two days. There was a nasty storm here in Maryland. Two million people out of power and I, being one of them, couldn’t access my internet. With things back to business, I should be able to start getting back to normal and adding more posts.

In better news, my boyfriend and I went to Starbucks yesterday and made an Aeye. He was my guinea pig and happily enjoyed the first Aeye ever made! This particular one was strong in the Hazelnut so we decided to go buy a dark fench vanilla roast and a bottle of vanilla pumps from Starbucks to attempt to experiment in perfecting the Aeye.

Still he loved the Aeye so I will continue to make more. If anyone else who wants to try please tell me your stories and experiences. Even what you think of the drink itself and I will continue adding more food and drink from my novel for all of you who are curious even to try them out.

Thank you!

Mama’s Coffee: Making an AEYE

Alessa Young a.k.a. Mama: I’m the founder and owner of Mama’s Coffee and Cakes Cafe in Baltimore. My son Timothy works hard on making our food whereas I make our coffee for our esteemed guests. Today we are going to make one of our famous drinks: an AEYE

Aeye – as Timothy told you with his Sushi Rolls – is our infamous Death Walker leader and a pretty taciturn man. For his drink, he likes it very strong.

Many other guests, when having a hard time, love this drink as well.

Ingredients:

1. 3 cups French Vanilla Roast
2. Espresso pod(s) or dark roast coffee
3. Vanilla Syrup
4. Coffee Filter
5. Coffee Cup
6. Coffee Collar/Sleeve

OPTIONAL – You can, if you want, steam milk and put whipped cream on top. This is a very strong drink.

Making the Roast –

Step 1. Grind the fresh beans. 3 cups will make a party size so if you just want 1 cup of coffee I would just grind 1 cup so that you can go back for more but not be forced to invite the neighborhood for coffee. (If you don’t have a grinder than you can get some ground or go to a local coffeeshop to grind them. Hell even I would grind beans for people if they asked.)

Step 2. Place the coffee grinds in the coffee filter then into the coffee maker. Since my kitchen is a business I have an industrial maker so it makes many batches but I personal one will do just as well.

(Optional – You can even make this as a French Press. Just put 1-3 tsp of the grinds instead of cups. If you’re interested in knowing how to do this in French Press just leave a comment here and I will post it up.)

Making the Espresso

Step 1. After you have brewed the roast, take your paper cup and put 3-4 squirts of vanilla. There are plenty of places where you can buy these bottles of vanilla to use.

Step 2. Place the espresso pods into one of the machines then the cup underneath and press the number of shots you want. An AEYE takes 4 shots of espresso to make.

NOTE: If you don’t have an espresso machine then take a dark roast or espresso roast and grind the bean as finely as possible. Then double your paper filter to make the water move through it as slow as possible; pat the grinds down a bit to make it tight.

ADD THE COFFEE

Once the coffee is done brewing, add it to the cup with espresso shots and vanilla. Stir.

OPTIONAL – You can also steam milk until frothy or even add whipped cream or coffee creamer to soften the mixture if you don’t want it too hard.

Depending on the day, Aeye will order doubles or even triples AEYE. One time he even ordered a quad AEYE. What they are is doing the same thing but doubling, tripling or even quadtrupling the ingredients but be prepared. This coffee is not for the faint of heart or even those who want to sleep at night!

Well good day and have fun making coffee!

((Picture will be uploaded later))